Chapter 43: Mika (8) (18+)

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Mika (8) (18+)

Beneath the soft night light shining through the wide-open window, the scene inside the traditional room radiated a naked and lust-filled magic. Mika proactively reached her soft yet stimulation-shaking hands down, firmly grasping Kirito’s erect shaft and skillfully guiding it upward, pointing straight at her swelling, water-logged vulva.

Kirito smirked craftily, and without a single moment of hesitation, he forcefully thrust his entire hips upward, landing a powerful preemptive strike.

The giant member suddenly penetrated deep inside at lightning speed before Mika could brace herself, causing her to let out a tear-rending moan that pierced the quiet atmosphere:

"~ Ahhh...."

In this suspended carry posture from behind, Mika’s entire smooth, bare back pressed completely against Kirito’s muscular chest. The advantage in size and strength allowed Kirito to completely master the game, freely adjusting the amplitude, using both hands to lift her body high up and slam her down heavily at will.

Thanks to that full-body downward pressure, every single thrusting stroke reached a terrifying depth. Mika rolled both eyes backward, her pink tongue extending far out unconsciously, her whole body shivering violently as the member drove all the way to the hilt deep inside the vulva, delivering a devastating blow directly against her sensitive cervix.

"Goodness... it touched... it touched deep right into my womb... It hurts so much... it feels like this crazy posture might smash the womb to pieces..."

Kirito smiled coldly, his eyes darkening with sweeping lust: "Must feel amazing, right Mika? My entire body is completely numb too. So now I’ll start moving rhythmically."

He began continuous hip-pumping strokes, his robust member relentlessly driving upward into Mika’s soaked and crazily contracting vulvar slit.

Every single time the member rubbed back and forth, the vaginal walls clamped shut to an unbelievable degree. Kirito thought to himself in a delirious haze: "Could it be because this posture creates such a deep thrusting angle that her vaginal walls have an even greater tendency to clamp tight as if trying to strangle me? The tightening flesh walls make my shaft throb with pain..."

However, the numbing pleasure racing straight from his lower body up to his brain completely eclipsed any physical pain. The friction distance in this posture was vastly longer, making every push-and-pull movement trigger waves of delirious shuddering.

"Damn it... this woman’s vulva is truly a supreme masterpiece in this world..." Kirito gritted his teeth inwardly.

Seeing Mika moaning incessantly in that humiliating posture, Kirito decided to add a few teasing remarks to taunt the proud queen: "Come on, open your eyes and look at the scenery around us! Getting fucked this amazingly by me while admiring the night nature—how does it feel, respected queen?"

Mika blushed crimson with embarrassment, reflexively glancing toward the wide-open window looking down at the winding small stream outside. Although night had fallen long ago, thousands of glittering fireflies flitting back and forth created an immensely poetic scenery—contrasting completely with the lewd, naked scene stripped of a monarch’s dignity that she was enduring right then.

This suspended carry posture exposed her entire lower body completely outward to the open space, acting like a sweet insult to a queen’s self-esteem.

"~ You... you bastard... stop opening your mouth to tease me... uhhh~... Focus on fucking properly... aghmm..."

Kirito clenched his teeth tight, trying to maintain an arrogant smile even as his chest heaved with heavy breaths: "Haha, look... You are a high and mighty queen ruling multitudes, yet you ultimately end up obediently nestled right in my hands, letting me fuck you this blissfully."

The more Mika heard, the redder her face grew like a ripe gac fruit, her body struggling feebly: "You... you bastard... I... I’m not the one getting fucked by you... ahh... it feels too good... hic..."

"You... you’re the one who has to obey and serve the queen... uhm... who is me here...~ it’s burning hot to death..."

"~ uhm... Your massive member... aghmm... is ultimately just a pure tool to satisfy my fleshly desires..."

"~ Ahhh... ughm... ouhm..."

Not letting her continue uttering bitter words, Kirito accelerated his thrusting speed to the maximum, his rhythm rapid like an untiring machine.

"Even at this moment you still maintain that arrogant attitude?"

Mika had completely lost control by now, her long tongue sticking entirely out, thick white saliva splashing everywhere in sync with her broken, gasping moans:

"This is bad... this demon’s member is thrusting too deep... so deep it surpasses all limits of endurance..."

"My brain... it feels like it’s going numb and completely losing the ability to think. Why on earth can he fuck with such violent and insane intensity?"

"My womb... every time the member repeatedly stabs deep inside, it brings a dull aching sensation. Yet why does this traitorous vulva below keep frantically contracting and sucking on his member so fiercely? Could it be... could it be that deep down in my subconscious, I crave this so much?"

Even though the suspended carry posture made her extremely embarrassed with her intimate area exposed directly to the outside space, the numbing, intense pleasure crushed all shame.

Her oversized, heavy breasts swayed violently with every brutal hip-pounding stroke.

Mika completely surrendered, leaning her head fully backward to rest securely against Kirito’s broad shoulder. Both her arms looped backward, hugging his neck tightly like a lifesaving float amid a stormy sea.

"~ ahh... Feels amazing... fuck me harder..."

Kirito lowered his head to answer that fervor with a deep, passionate kiss, swallowing her choked, muffled moans.

"Uhm... umm..."

Going through consecutive rounds at high intensity, Kirito began to feel his arms growing sore: "Damn it... this posture is truly terrifyingly exhausting, making my whole body sore."

Shortening the distance after the kiss, Mika incessantly emitted non-stop lustful sounds:

"My vulva... it’s burning up right now... your member... auhm~ ... is genuinely scorching hot like a metal bar annealing in a furnace..."

"~ Ahhh... Ahhh.... feels fucking amazing..."

"That’s right... uhm~... right there... ahh... use the glans to rub hard against the vaginal wall at that spot... mm... so wonderful..."

"Damn it, I’m going to lose my mind over this feeling... He fucks so top-tier my head feels numb as if struck by lightning."

Kirito’s thrusting speed now reached perfection like a sewing machine operating at full capacity, so fast it created blurred trails.

Every time he pulled the shaft back near the vulva entrance and then thrust hard inside, Mika’s vaginal walls contracted crazily as if deliberately squeezing tight to trap the intruder. The prolonged friction created numbing tremors running down his spine, until the member drove deep right to the very bottom of the womb.

The process repeated tirelessly, while Kirito’s hands continuously coordinated smoothly, lifting Mika’s body high and lowering it in sync with his hip breathing rhythm.

Right as Kirito was clenching his teeth tight, pouring all his strength into delivering those numbing thrusts, abruptly—Mika’s vulva tightened unusually, locking his member firmly inside as if trapped.

The internal flesh walls contracted and massaged Kirito’s shaft with unprecedented force, making him unable to restrain himself any longer, throwing his head back and letting out a resounding roar:

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

Kirito couldn’t help but ejaculate, spewing a massive volume of piping-hot semen that completely filled Mika’s uterine cavity, causing her eyes to roll back white from the peak.

"~ Ahhh... I... I’m climaxing!"

All the lubricating fluid and semen spilled messily out of the vulva once again. Mika let out a long scream, leaning her head entirely back and hugging Kirito’s neck tightly enough to leave nail marks.

Pant! Pant! Pant!!

The chaotic, broken panting of them both echoed in heavy waves throughout the room. Kirito gently set Mika down onto the tatami mat, then collapsed forward, propping both hands on the floor and panting breathlessly.

"Fucking hell... this woman is truly a genuine monster in terms of stamina," Kirito thought to himself, understanding well that the cause was not his own weakness, but rather Mika’s excessive endurance and frenzy.

Unlike his previous sexual encounter with Raiden—which was his first time extending over a long period leaving him only slightly fatigued—this battle lasting continuously from noon until late evening with Queen Mika brought a feeling of exhaustion no different from forcing oneself to run around a mountain a hundred times consecutively during the harshest training drills.

Mika at this moment lay sprawling flat on the mat, her flushing face overflowing with absolute satisfaction after the psycho-physiological shockwave.

Her long tongue still extended outward because she hadn’t managed to retract it in the wave-drunkenness of pleasure.

"Wonderful... being fucked by him to the point where my vulva aches all over... Truly unbelievable..."

Kirito accidentally cast his gaze downward at Mika’s vulva once more. The special detail that always astonished him was right there—not a single drop of semen leaked or spilled outward. That vulva had clamped tightly, greedily swallowing every single drop of his life force deep into her body with absolute totality.

What on earth is she? A succubus? She is truly dangerous in every respect.